<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:42:35.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a soliloquy  /səˈlɪləkwi/</title><subtitle type='html'>an act of speaking one's thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-8954989828770191439</id><published>2008-11-19T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T05:23:31.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after more than a year long hiatus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-8954989828770191439?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8954989828770191439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=8954989828770191439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/8954989828770191439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/8954989828770191439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-more-than-year-long-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-5550259440504948084</id><published>2007-03-13T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:20:05.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you're my angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting on an angel&lt;br /&gt;one to carry me home&lt;br /&gt;hope you come to see me soon&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't want to go alone&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to go alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now angel won't you come by me&lt;br /&gt;angel hear my plea&lt;br /&gt;take my hand lift me up&lt;br /&gt;so that I can fly with thee&lt;br /&gt;so that I can fly with thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm waiting on an angel&lt;br /&gt;and I know it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;to find myself a resting place&lt;br /&gt;in my angel's arms&lt;br /&gt;in my angel's arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so speak kind to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;cause you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;it just might be an angel come&lt;br /&gt;knocking at your door&lt;br /&gt;knocking at your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I'm waiting on an angel&lt;br /&gt;and I know it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;to find myself a resting place&lt;br /&gt;in my angel's arms&lt;br /&gt;in my angel's arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting on an angel&lt;br /&gt;one to carry me home&lt;br /&gt;hope you come to see me soon&lt;br /&gt;cause I don't want to go alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go alone&lt;br /&gt;don't want to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to go alone&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ben harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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angel'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-9009596626767066388</id><published>2007-03-06T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:33:51.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>classic rock tuesday night</title><content type='html'>tonight i stayed at home and listened to classic rock ballads. my room mate and his girlfriend mentioned that i need a girl. do i? i already have a girl, just that she's in oakland right now serving a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really good music. if you want to give classic rock a try, i suggest bread. soppy love songs of the classic era sure beats soppy pop love songs of the 90s and 2000s? (is that the way to say it--2000s?, oh well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recommendations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bread - i would give everything i own, if, i wanna make it with you (not in the disgusting sense you pervert), aubrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tjoZetKkAu4/Re5GlVt42-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DZowVZW5q08/s1600-h/bread.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tjoZetKkAu4/Re5GlVt42-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DZowVZW5q08/s200/bread.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039042640372882402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...give it a shot, you'll enjoy it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-9009596626767066388?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9009596626767066388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=9009596626767066388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/9009596626767066388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/9009596626767066388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/03/classic-rock-tuesday-night.html' title='classic rock tuesday night'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tjoZetKkAu4/Re5GlVt42-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/DZowVZW5q08/s72-c/bread.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-117255221653424602</id><published>2007-02-26T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:56:56.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months</title><content type='html'>has it really been this long?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-117255221653424602?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/117255221653424602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=117255221653424602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/117255221653424602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/117255221653424602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2007/02/9-months.html' title='9 months'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114819268347158965</id><published>2006-05-21T00:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:26:02.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/patience.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/patience.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;不要停止,你們的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;堅忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;和忍耐,應當加倍..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114819268347158965?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114819268347158965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114819268347158965&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114819268347158965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114819268347158965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114798367801640336</id><published>2006-05-18T14:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:21:18.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/peter%20pan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/peter%20pan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that place between sleeping and dreaming, that's where i'm waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114798367801640336?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114798367801640336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114798367801640336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114798367801640336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114798367801640336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know-that-place-between-sleeping.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114749132652416014</id><published>2006-05-12T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:35:26.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>how many teeth are in a horse's mouth?</title><content type='html'>ladies and gentlemen, hold your breath and brace yourself for the suave, heartbreaker... mr francis bacon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/francis-bacon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/francis-bacon.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, here's an interesting story i read in my history of psychology textbook, written by the man above:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in the year of our lord 1432, there arose a grievous quarrel among the brethren over the number of teeth in the mouth of a horse. for 13 days the disputation raged without ceasing. all the ancient books and chronicles were fetched out, and a wonderful and ponderous erudition, such as was never heard of in this region, was made manifest. at the beginning of the 14th day, a youthful friar of goodly bearing asked his learned superiors for a permission to add a word, and straightway, to the wonderment of the disputants, whose deep wisdom he sore vexed, he beseeched them to unbend in a manner coarse and unheard-of, and to look in the open mouth of a horse and find the answer to their questionings. at this, their dignity being grievously hurt, they waxed exceedingly wroth and joining in a mighty uproar, they flew upon him and smote his hip and thigh, and cast him out forthwith. for, said they, surely satan had tempted this bold neophyte to declare unholy and unheard-of ways of finding truth contrary to all the teachings of the fathers. after many days of grievous strife the dove of peace sat on the assembly, and they as one man, declaring the problem to be an everlasting mystery because of a grievous dearth of historical and theological evidence thereof, so ordered the same writ down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for philosophical wisdom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114749132652416014?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114749132652416014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114749132652416014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114749132652416014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114749132652416014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-many-teeth-are-in-horses-mouth.html' title='how many teeth are in a horse&apos;s mouth?'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114603088486581120</id><published>2006-04-25T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:54:44.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>semester done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114603088486581120?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114603088486581120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114603088486581120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114603088486581120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114603088486581120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/semester-done.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114519793239319158</id><published>2006-04-16T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T08:33:15.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/lilies.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/lilies.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider the lilies of the field, how they grow;&lt;br /&gt;they toil not, neither do they spin:&lt;br /&gt;and yet i say unto you,&lt;br /&gt;that even solomon in all his glory&lt;br /&gt;was not arrayed like one of these.&lt;br /&gt;wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field,&lt;br /&gt;which today is, and tomorrow is cast into the oven,&lt;br /&gt;shall he not much more clothe you,&lt;br /&gt;o ye of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; faith?&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew 6:28-30&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114519793239319158?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114519793239319158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114519793239319158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114519793239319158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114519793239319158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/consider-lilies-of-field-how-they-grow.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114482570711903157</id><published>2006-04-12T00:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:08:27.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>與我同住</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;夕陽西沉，求主與我同住；&lt;br /&gt;黑暗漸深，求主與我同住!&lt;br /&gt;求助無門，安慰也無求處；&lt;br /&gt;常助孤苦之神，與我同住!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;渺小浮生，飄向生涯盡處；&lt;br /&gt;歡娛好景，轉瞬都成往事；&lt;br /&gt;變化無常，環境何能留住；&lt;br /&gt;懇求不變之神，與我同住!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;我深需主，時刻需主眷顧；&lt;br /&gt;若非主恩，怎將試探抗拒?&lt;br /&gt;誰能如主，時常導引扶持；&lt;br /&gt;無論風雨晦明，與我同住!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...abide with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114482570711903157?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114482570711903157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114482570711903157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114482570711903157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114482570711903157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post_12.html' title='與我同住'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114450824378789313</id><published>2006-04-08T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T22:12:34.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the master carver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                        how slow the forming...&lt;br /&gt;how hard the blows...&lt;br /&gt;but i, the stone, must come to know&lt;br /&gt;in my own person, my own soul,&lt;br /&gt;thy will, thy purpose here below.&lt;br /&gt;o master, now i plead to thee,&lt;br /&gt;cut off my roughness, form my face,&lt;br /&gt;refine my feelings, make of me&lt;br /&gt;a fit reflection of thy grace.&lt;br /&gt;yea, haste the day when i may kneel&lt;br /&gt;before thee and great elohim.&lt;br /&gt;accepted, peaceful in thy home,&lt;br /&gt;at last like thee, each grain of stone.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                  -j. devn cornish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/stone%20carver.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/stone%20carver.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there no other way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114450824378789313?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114450824378789313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114450824378789313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114450824378789313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114450824378789313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/master-carver.html' title='the master carver'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114410832852172963</id><published>2006-04-03T17:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:56:55.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lest We Forget" - Rudyard Kipling</title><content type='html'>i know i have been complaining a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;general conference was amazing. my first time in the conference center, my first time listening to the prophet speak at conference, my first time interpreting for the world, my first time hearing the grand mormon tabernacle choir.. and the spoken word reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;When all is well and life is good, we tend to forget those who have made our present comforts possible: the teachers, parents, ancestors, and ot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;hers who've sacrificed in our behalf. We drive on roads we didn't build, or we eat food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;e didn't grow—we all enjoy benefits and blessing that have come from the work of others. How often do we pause to acknowledge this? Do we sometimes enjoy the peace without remembering the peacemakers? Do we seize oppo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;rtunities without giving thought to those who provided them?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!-- PARAGRAPH 2 --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;We appreciate our blessings more deeply when we choose to remember those who have made these blessings possible. How fully can we appreciate a beautiful performance of music without considering the hours, even years, of practice behind it? How sincerely can we enjoy the gifts of nature—the starlit skies, the flowering fields, the panoramic sunsets—without remembering the God of creation?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!-- PARAGRAPH 3 --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Before the children of Israel entered the promised land, Moses reviewed with them the laws and blessings they had been given while in the wilderness. He understood that their prosperity in the land would only be as good as their memory of how they got there: the guidance they received, the lessons they learned, the daily sustenance they were given. Moses counseled, "Take heed to thyself, and keep thy soul diligently, lest thou forget the things which thine eyes have seen, and lest they depart from thy heart all the days of thy life."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;!-- PARAGRAPH 4 --&gt;If the Giver of all good is always close to our hearts, our lives will be enriched by the reverent memory and acknowledgment of our every blessing.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/IMG_0912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/IMG_0912.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/04-01-06_1539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/04-01-06_1539.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the mandarin interpretation booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/me%20and%20the%20SLC%20temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 229px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/me%20and%20the%20SLC%20temple.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the salt lake temple... with a little of the conference center poking out at the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114410832852172963?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114410832852172963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114410832852172963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114410832852172963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114410832852172963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/04/lest-we-forget-rudyard-kipling.html' title='&quot;Lest We Forget&quot; - Rudyard Kipling'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114378865531817717</id><published>2006-03-30T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:06:00.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/rock%20climber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/rock%20climber.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picking up life where u left off, or from the pieces on the ground isn't as easy as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it involves concentrated effort and focus, things which i obviously lack. sometimes, all you need is someone to reach out a hand to you- so u can grab it, and together with that friend, hoist yourself back onto your feet again, then you can continue your upward climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a franklin covey planner today, cost a bomb, an atomic bomb. the rational: i need a new sense of motivation to sort my life out again, to assemble the broken pieces and puzzle them together into a coherent picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repentance is such a refreshing principle, don't we all need it ever so badly?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114378865531817717?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114378865531817717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114378865531817717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114378865531817717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114378865531817717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/helping-hand.html' title='Helping Hand'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114358254388023816</id><published>2006-03-28T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T14:49:03.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh let's go back to the start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; come up to meet ya, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;you don't know how lovely you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to find you, tell you I need ya&lt;br /&gt;and tell you &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I set you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me your secrets, and nurse me your questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh lets go back to the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running in circles, coming in tails&lt;br /&gt;heads on a science apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nobody said it was easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;it's such a shame for us to part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;nobody said it was easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;no one ever said it would be this hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh take me back to the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i was just guessing&lt;/span&gt; at numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;pulling the puzzles apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;do not speak &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;as loud as my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;tell me you love me, come back and haunt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh and I rush to the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running in circles, chasing tails&lt;br /&gt;coming back as we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coldplay - the scientist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114358254388023816?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114358254388023816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114358254388023816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hand&lt;br /&gt;share my pain but keep my sorrows&lt;br /&gt;love your soul but not your heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114358220221671589?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114358220221671589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114358220221671589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114358220221671589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114358220221671589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/wishful-thinking.html' title='Wishful Thinking'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-114358171942308717</id><published>2006-03-28T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T14:35:19.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaten Down</title><content type='html'>a little red ant walks up the hill&lt;br /&gt;a noble task he thinks and feels&lt;br /&gt;getting tired but on he trods&lt;br /&gt;wishing he had encouraging nods&lt;br /&gt;... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;the rain came down and washed him out&lt;br /&gt;the little red ant continues him to go up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to write a poem, but guess i'm not that talented. trying to personify myself as a little red ant climbing a hill is indeed an uphill task. maybe i should just speak plainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever feel beaten down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-114358171942308717?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/114358171942308717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=114358171942308717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114358171942308717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/114358171942308717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2006/03/beaten-down.html' title='Beaten Down'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-113745566537556509</id><published>2006-01-16T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T16:54:25.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/y_maeser_lit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/y_maeser_lit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so here i am, finally, in cougar-town.  is has been wonderful thus far, in fact i'm in the library right now, taking a break from reading all my textbooks.  school's been fun except for the absurdly amount of readings that i have.  other than that, this has been a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past week or so has been filled with meeting people and adjusting to this new life that i have embarked upon.  it's really quite exciting and the opportunities ahead of me are endless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;america... the land of opportunity... and ignorance of the rest of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-113745566537556509?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113745566537556509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=113745566537556509&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link 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the christmas period, i noticed a startling phenomenon. as i walked around town, everyone was rushing to buy gifts. what's wrong with that u might ask - nothing at all - however the rush caused a lot of thoughtless gifts to be bought. Gifts that appears perfect and a great buy might seem so only for 1 day. well, this is a continual problem each christmas and lest we lose the real meaning of christmas through mindless gift exchanging, let's review how this tradition of giving came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now when Jesus was born in Bethlehem of Judea in the days of Herod the king, behold, there came wise men from the east to Jerusalem, Saying, Where is he that is born King of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and are come to worship him. And he sent them to Bethlehem and said, Go and search diligently for the young child; and when ye have found him, bring me word again, that i may come and worship him also. When they had heard the king, they departed; and lo, the star, which they saw in the east, and went before them, till it came and stood over where the young child was. When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceedingly great joy. And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child with Mary his mother, and fell down, and worshipped him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto him gifts; gold, frankincense, and myrrh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is about jesus christ, it really is.  so the wisemen presented baby jesus with gifts - gold, frankincense and myrrh. these gifts are absolutely befitting for the saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/12-26-05_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/200/12-26-05_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gold proves the providence of god. soon after the wisemen left, joseph was commanded by an angel to escape to egypt, away from the hypocritical king herod who sought the blood of christ. without the gold, they would not make the journey to egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankincense undertoned king of the jews. a precious and valuable substance used as incense and ointment. jewish kings and royalty anoint their first born with frankincense in a ceremony much like the ordination of a crown prince. the wisemen fulfilled the prophecy that christ will be born king of the jews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myrrh portended christ's mortal mission. another precious and valuable substance, this time interestingly used to embalm the bodies of royalty and nobility. christ's death was being gravely prophecied as this gift was being presented to him, in no disrespect however, only in reverence of this divine act of love - the atonement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gold, frankincense, and myrrh - gifts of stark justaposition to that of the commercial today. so what are we giving for christmas to our loved ones this year? and more importantly, what gifts are we presenting to our saviour, him whose birth we celebrate with sparkles and revelry?&lt;div 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Christmas'/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-113509491671209726</id><published>2005-12-20T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:08:36.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more week in singapore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-113509491671209726?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113509491671209726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday marked the end of a phase of my life back in singapore. for the past 3 months or so i was working at the learning lab. it was time well spent i would say, considering how i was kept busy and how much money i was able to earn to facilitate my pursuit for education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/The%20Learning%20Lab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/The%20Learning%20Lab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the learning lab is an interesting place.  dominated by  female staff, i found myself in an environment where secrets are kept secrets for about 10mins.  in fact, if you were to tell someone: "i'm going to tell you something that you cannot tell anyone...", that speeds things up to about 2 mins for the world to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i enjoyed working there.  i got to work with people, albeit some rather nasty, and felt that i helped, more than i needed help.  i did meet some cool and funky people whom are great colleagues as well as friends.  i believe i will miss it and will look to it as a chapter of my life that has to be closed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-113474918401236159?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113474918401236159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=113474918401236159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/113474918401236159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/113474918401236159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/yesterday-marked-end-of-phase-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-113457602665293415</id><published>2005-12-14T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T09:08:04.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>presenting... my new toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/DSCN3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/DSCN3389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/DSCN3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my new ibm thinkpad. well it's not quite new considering that is actually 2nd hand. i've been spending some quality time with my new pal, configuring it to just the way i like it... just the way i groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this baby in fact symbolizes a lot of sacrifice - sacrifice made by my dear dear family. they actually gave in to my whims and made this purchase possible. it was a great deal nonetheless, being only S$900, as compared to S$2,000+ if i were to get a brand new one! so i guess we couldn't pass on this offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from now on... blogging will be via the new guy!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-113439319060575727</id><published>2005-12-12T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T06:13:10.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/nativity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/320/nativity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you simply love christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-113439319060575727?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113439319060575727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=113439319060575727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/113439319060575727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/113439319060575727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/2005/12/dont-you-simply-love-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>rendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06039006461764431447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/149/1967/1600/wt.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19796684.post-113439152676419296</id><published>2005-12-12T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T06:50:58.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;alright... i give up. many people have hounded me to come up with a blog ever since my return from my mission. like most things babylon, i resisted. my resistance wore thin and here i am, writing my first ever blog. *applause for my many instigators* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in retrospect, back in the year 2003, i had something similar to a blog, only back then it was called something else. i posted up some comments and movie reviews and such. i seek to incorporate some of the stuff i had back then, however that was a free design platform while this is more templated. so i guess creativity is left to be expressed in words more than visuals here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i can't help but feel ever so egoistic as i start this blogging escapade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19796684-113439152676419296?l=rendyspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rendyspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/113439152676419296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19796684&amp;postID=113439152676419296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/113439152676419296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19796684/posts/default/113439152676419296'/><link 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